Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
A Ukranian protest in front of the St Volodymyr statue in Holland Park. Above we have youth: defiant, innocent and optimistic. Stood back from the crowd were what looked like their grown-up counterparts: hardened, embittered and frustrated by the political process.
Naturally this is my interpretation. A Photograph is merely a suggestion. It is incomplete, an unfinished sentence, a question mark waiting to be answered. They could have easily been their fathers, standing their, quietly proud of their sons who were becoming men. Most likely they were just pissed off some twat was sticking a camera in their face.